[ Mitchell can tell the signs of a miserable James Bond. He'd been bodyguarded by the guy often enough that he can see the signs of stress when he's been pushed just a bit too far. He may be socially stupid, but repetition still bears that he can pick up on things.
So he swings close with two drinks. One supposedly for himself, but he's barely touched it, and the other for James, which he hands over with surprising smoothness. He gives him a half-smile, something bordering on exasperated. ]
Don't get too excited about turning another year older.
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So he swings close with two drinks. One supposedly for himself, but he's barely touched it, and the other for James, which he hands over with surprising smoothness. He gives him a half-smile, something bordering on exasperated. ]
Don't get too excited about turning another year older.